Maniac
I took a second glance
You didn't even bother to look back
You put me in a trance
You got me wanting what I can't have
You're two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it would look like to try
I like the tug of war
You like the feeling of being unsure
The first one out the door
Is the first one back when they're feeling bored
You're two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it would look like to try
What would you say if I was honest?
If I was honest?
What would you say if I was honest?
If I was honest?
I kind of feel like a maniac, maniac
I kind of feel like
Two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it might look like to try
To try
You didn't even bother to look back
You put me in a trance
You got me wanting what I can't have
You're two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it would look like to try
I like the tug of war
You like the feeling of being unsure
The first one out the door
Is the first one back when they're feeling bored
You're two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it would look like to try
What would you say if I was honest?
If I was honest?
What would you say if I was honest?
If I was honest?
I kind of feel like a maniac, maniac
I kind of feel like
Two steps forward
I'm one step back
I kind of feel like a maniac
Feeding off of the hot and cold
I kind of like that this ends in smoke
You're cut and dry
And I've got issues with my pride
We're petrified
Of what it might look like to try
To try
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Writer(s): Alexis Aviles, Gatlin Thornton
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